A leather couch, a darkened room and hypnotherapy beckon.
I see her left eye open a fraction and I smile to myself, not wishing to give away me noticing her not sticking to the role play fully. As I tether her wrists above her head she can't help a little murmur of anticipation, which is hardly in character for someone pretending to be the victim of a perverted hypnotist.
I tie her ankles to the couch legs tokeep her legs apart, only after slowly, teasingly lifting the hem of her skirt, then removing her panties, making sure I 'accidentally' but repeatedly brush her moist cunt lips with my finger tips.
Pausing to adjust the two video cameras I wonder how many times she'll cum before breaking out of role and crying out.....
Oh sorry I was still mulling over wet dreams lol"